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Title: Even Heroes Fall
Summary: Post S4.22 “Commencement” A ship lands in Smallville and a girl emerges. She’s on a mission from Jor-El, but will her powers as an empathic bring changes for the better or worse? Ship: Lex and other.

Chandler Field

Lana shimmied up the short embankment. Steam curled off the edges of the object in ditch. The burn tail of the object stretched for as far as she could see. She bit back the pain from her leg and blinked at what she was seeing. She’d never seen anything on Earth that even remotely resembled what she was looking at now. It couldn’t be a coincidence that it just happened to land in Smallville the same time as the meteor shower. She wasn’t a believe in little green men, but with the unexplained phenomenon that seemed to be a regular thing in their town, she couldn’t say she wasn’t thinking out-the-scope-of-the-norm in this case. Especially with what she’d experienced first hand over the past year alone. There was no such thing as normal for her these days. And this was just adding to it.

Pain shot through her body again. Her leg was broken she knew that, she could barely feel her toes, let alone flex any muscles. At that moment, worrying about whether she was going to be put in jail for Genevieve Teague’s murder was the last thing on her mind. Lex had only helped her to get the stone. She’d given the stone to Clark, and now Lex knew that Clark had it. Considering the dark look she’d seen on his face seconds before he’d tried to reassure her that his first concern was her safety, she was worried about Clark. She tried to crawl toward the large object. Just a little further and maybe she could reach out and touch it. Is that really such a good idea Lana? It’s was probably brought down with the meteor shower, andyou have no idea what it could do to you.

The toe of her boot caught on a rock and pain like fire shot through her. She fell back against the dirt, and at that moment she saw the sky above her disappear in a blinding white light.

Lara waited as the hatch opened. The atmosphere outside the ship read clean and viable for life support. She’d technically made the trip in the timing of a heartbeat her body felt it had just gone through a spin cycle. Leaning forward in her chair, she stood up on slightly unsteady legs. Scanning the view in front of her, she caught sight of it almost immediately. It was a hand. A human hand. I killed someone? Her heartlaunched into her throat, and she scrambled out of the ship. Her feet hit the soft earth, and her boots sunk into the ground. She ran almost stumbling the short space to the edge of the embankment. Half crawling and half climbing she made out of the ditch and found the body the hand belonged to.

There was a helicopter wreck not far away. The man was dead. She didn’t have to check, she could tell from the amount of blood staining his clothes and face. Dropping to her knees, she checked the girl’s neck for broken bones and then rolled her onto her side. She had a pulse, and she was still breathing. Lara checked over the girl’s leg. It was fractured in two places. The ship'slanding had not caused her injuries. Perhaps she’d been in the helicopter. In which case, seeing as she had managed to crawl free, had she seen the ship?

Lara wished she could help the girl, but there was something more important that she had to do. She was injured but she would live, Lara reasoned. And she could always check on her later. Pulling her clear from the landing site, Lara gently lay the girl back on the ground. She looked about eighteen, not much younger than herself. Even under the blood and dirt, Lara could tell she was beautiful. What was she doing flying in the middle of a meteor shower? Her clothes and her ride said she wasrich. Had she been trying to get out of town? Being in the air was a lot more risky than being on the ground. If she was from a wealthy family, why wasn’t she in an underground bunker or something similar? Standing, Lara looked back at the ship.

Dusting off her jeans, she activated a band around her wrist. A panel opened, exposing a keypad. Entering a sequence of numbers, the hatch closed and the ship lifted off the ground and levitated to a hundred feet. Entering another code and lifting her hand level with the ship, the ship disappeared. She then walked over to the helicopter, lifted it up and put it in the ship’s landing spot.

“Martha and Jonathan Kent,” Lara said aloud.

“Locating,” a baritone-synthesized voice acknowledged. “Location acquired, beacon activated.”

Turning slowly, Lara checked the readings. Finding the strongest signal, she took off in that direction.

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Notes: This is going to progress scene by scene unless they’re really short. Second run with this fandom, first attempt never made it past the first chapter. I promise you, this will get finished though. I’ve written a rough summary of the whole thing, so it’s just getting time to write it out in episode form. Please let me know if you’re reading and would like to see more.